I had Grok write a post-apocalyptic novel as a test, and I thoroughly enjoyed the first half of it. The problem was running out of context. The quality fell off drastically and I tried to come up with ways to continue it, e.g. asking it to summarize each previous chapter and feeding the summaries in, but they always lacked some tiny detail I thought was key to a character's personality and it ended up being too much work.
A year from now though...?
We're really cooked, though. Whenever I see a cool pic I wonder if it's AI and I have to spin up a TinEye or Google Images search and hope it was once posted to some random Facebook wall in 2011 so I can be pretty sure it's real.
A markov-chain or sufficiently advanced decision tree can only serve to cargo-cult the insight into the human condition and the various contexts and lenses through which we interpret and shape our existence.
Where AI shines - and to the uninitiated, apparently subsumes - is in the fields of lexicon and grammar. However, we do not read Homer's Iliad and Odyssey as an exemplar of dactylic hexameter - we do so to engage with a structured expression of grief for the motivations of man.
Epic (Patrick Kavanagh - 1960)
I have lived in important places, times When great events were decided; who owned That half a rood of rock, a no-man’s land Surrounded by our pitchfork-armed claims.
I heard the Duffys shouting ‘Damn your soul!’ And old McCabe stripped to the waist, seen Step the plot defying blue cast-steel – ‘Here is the march along these iron stones’
That was the year of the Munich bother. Which Was more important? I inclined To lose my faith in Ballyrush and Gortin
Till Homer’s ghost came whispering to my mind. He said: I made the Iliad from such A local row. Gods make their own importance.